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Hey everyone, I don’t have enough time to write something myself, but I thought you might like this instead. Sorry if you have read it before, I thought it was funny.
Linds
Leave it to Robin Williams to come up with the perfect plan… what we need now is for our UN Ambassador to stand up and repeat this message.
Robin Williams’ plan…(Hard to argue with this logic!)
I see a lot of people yelling for peace but I have not heard of a plan for peace. So, here’s one plan
1. The US will apologize to the world for our “interference” in their affairs, past & present. You know, Hitler, Mussolini, Tojo, Noriega, Milosovich and the rest of those ‘good ole boys.’ We will never “interfere” again.
2. We will withdraw our troops from all over the world, starting with Germany, South Korea and the Philippines. They don’t want us there. We would station troops at our borders. No one sneaking through holes in the fence.
3. All illegal aliens have 90 days to get their affairs together and leave. We’ll give them a free trip home. After 90 days the remainder will be gathered up and deported immediately, regardless of who or where they are. France would welcome them.
4. All future visitors will be thoroughly checked and limited to 90 days unless given a special permit. No one from a terrorist nation would be allowed in. If you don’t like it there, change it yourself and don’t hide here. Asylum would never be available to anyone. We don’t need any more cab drivers or 7-11 cashiers.
5. No “students” over age 21. The older ones are the bombers. If they don’t attend classes, they get a “D” and it’s back home baby.
6. The US will make a strong effort to become self-sufficient energy wise. This will include developing non-polluting sources of energy but will require a temporary drilling of oil in the Alaskan wilderness. The caribou will have to cope for a while.
7. Offer Saudi Arabia and other oil producing countries $10 a barrel for their oil. If they don’t like it, we go some place else. They can go somewhere else to sell their production. (About a week of the wells filling up the storage sites would be enough.)
8. If there is a famine or other natural catastrophe in the world, we will not “interfere.” They can pray to Allah or whomever, for seeds, rain, cement or whatever they need. Besides most of what we give them is stolen or given to the army. The people who need it most get very little, if anything.
9. Ship the UN Headquarters to an isolated island some place. We don’t need the spies and fair weather friends here. Besides, the building would make a good homeless shelter or lockup for illegal aliens.
10. All Americans must go to charm and beauty school. That way, no one can call us “Ugly Americans” any longer.
The Language we speak is ENGLISH…..learn it…or LEAVE… Now, isn’t that a winner of a plan.
“The Statue of Liberty is no longer saying ‘Give me your poor, your tired, your huddled masses.’ She’s got a baseball bat and she’s yelling, ‘You want a piece of me?’”
Hey…Well its me again…I dont have too much to say today except its raining here and I was gonna go to the beach before work..Oh well… me and jenn went body surfing yesterday with some friends and its a little scary in that ocean cause they made us go way out there and one of the g7uys said he saw a ittle shark and we started freaking out and then hes like im joking im joking but we found out he really wasnt. Oh man thank god I did not see it’!! But anyways I gotta go turn in some film..Cant wait to see these wild pictures.lol Take care all!
Here’s one for y’all… I know you been waitin patiently for it… I dont know what Im going to write so just bare with me on this one… I’ve been serioiusly considering moving on down to the friendly confines of the Arizonian desert… bye
as i watch texas a&m take on virgina tech i realize that my life is sooo high heat that its not even funny. i have the double threat thing going on today so i’ll keep with that. you know, like my love life (what you think i don’t have one? think again!). the love life took a kick in the nads yesternight for more reasons than none. it was one reason, that being a love triangle, plus one? so that makes four…three dudes and one broad. two of the guys are gettin’ some lovin’, and its “special” lovin’ while there is poor stress that gets the left overs, the kind that are two weeks old, flavorless, and moldy…ewwww. but i have fun and get some kisses, then i find this out last night and i run to the b-room and wash my mouth out 5 million times with soft-and-scrub (with bleach) until my lips bleed off. sweeeeeeeeeet. god damn ya’ll, i can’t win. but i tell you what, i will prevail, and if all else fails high heat life. ’cause its so easy…
So I finally want to add something to this great Sports report that I have made so great over all these years…Well hows that for some smoke up my own ass! I love every minute of it. Now we turn our focus on to the NFL and more importantly my fantasy football league (courtesy of yahoo.com). You see I had the first overall draft pick at the start of the season (its the Skipp Beer League, you wouldn’t understand). So I draft a young man that I thought for sure would be my “gold-mine”…It turns out that Mike Vick decides that he wants to sit out the first 4-6 games with a broken foot-bone-thing. Anyone that knows about fantasy football realizes that I got fucked. And the up to the minute stats show that I am 66 points behind asshole brother Josh. I keep tellin’ him “Just wait to my nigga Vick get back!” And its true, I will win the Skipp Beer League, and I will take that $100 + purse and buy a shit-load of Budweiser…mmmmm, BUDWEISER. I have one in my hand right now. Oh, yes, the NFL, that sounds important or something, well…IT IS! God damn it, thats what we sports fans have been waiting for, well, all year. I can’t get enough of America’s past time. I believe that the NFL should go to a 35 game schedule, thats a game a week with 17 bye weeks. Not bad! I’m on hold right now with the Commish, Mr. Paul. When he gets on the horn I’ll pass the idea on and within a few weeks this dream will become reality. TRUST me! I wish I could eat 13 pancakes. Lets roll our fat-asses over to the Major Who Gives a Shit League…I know baseball is sooo reeeeaaal and stuff, but the only thing that interests me is the NL Central race between Da Cubs, Astro’s and Da Cards. I’ve always rooted for Da Cubs and since de have Sosa I like’em more. Just a quick head note (speaking of head, that sounds pretty damn good, can I getta…) I will be in Detroit this weekend reporting live from Ford Field as the 1-1 Lions take on the 2-0 Minnesota Vikings. I hate Randy Moss. What a piece of shit-fuck-bitch…Now that I have forgone my masterbation, lets drink some brews and nail some hoes…Stay outta the garage T-Bone, not them kind!). For sports done right, have a helluva night. From Georgia to Tennessee.
FORTUNE’S PARTY TIPS #14
Tired of finding that other people are helping themselves to your good liquor at BYOB parties? Take along a candle, which you insert and light after you’ve opened the bottle. No one ever expects anything drinkable to be in a bottle which has a candle stuck in its neck.
Guess who’s back…
Back again…
Sosa’s back…
Tell a friend…
Okay ladies and gents. It’s a new day, and with a new day comes a brand new oldy but goody. It’s high heat life back before Stress got his hands on it. That’s right. I’m back in full form, and IT’S SOOOOOOOOOOO REAL!
You know what I don’t understand in this world today? I don’t understand how some people can just get their lives straight fuckin’ hijacked by other people. Yes, that’s right… I’m one to talk, but I am talking… and that means you’re shutting the fuck up to listen to me. =)
Anywho… so you’re just going on with your normal, everyday grind. When, suddenly, someone comes up to you with a fuckin’ Uzi of shit that starts out lookin’ like kindness, warmth, feeling, tenderness, and even some understanding. But then, once you take that bullet proof vest off, you find the brick of C-4 strapped to your nutsack that’s jam packed full of pain, tears, guilt, remorse, and even some self loathing… just for kicks.
Yet, by the time you realize all this has happened, the milk cartons with your face on them are already out of production, and you’re left wondering if anyone is still trying to find you.
Then you finally manage to take the blindfold off and get to see yourself for who you are now. You’re smarter, wiser, a little worse for wear, but all in all you’re still in one piece.
Now you’ve been in captivity so long that they give you a little more freedom. You’re allowed to do some things for yourself now, but they still watch with an untrusting eye. They wait for you to try something so they can lock you up again, but you don’t mess up. You keep on goin’. You’re the same as you’ve always been, just without the people you’ve always been around to keep you fully sane and grounded.
Then, one night, you get the chance to run. You find the nearest phone and call someone to let them know you’re free, if only for one night. You go out. You get to have some fun. You remember the person that you were before this whole thing happened, but you get scared. You have to get back before they see you’ve been gone. So you come back. You’re enlightened, and a renewed sense of self begins to surface.
Then, one day, you do a little too much looking around in the holding area and find some information. You thought you were the only captive, but you see they’ve been scouting others. You’ve ran before, but this time that care of getting hurt vanishes. Let it happen to this poor goon instead, but you also think about whether or not you can take it out on your own again. You think about the next poor goon who’ll have to put up with everything that you did in your time here.
You see people… this is where the dillemma comes into play. What do you do? Do you run the next time you get the chance, or do you stay to protect yourself from the outside and protect others from making it in? Quite the story eh? Yep… I thought so too. You go from bein’ on cloud nine to the 7th concentric circle of Dante’s Easy Bake in a matter of seconds.
What do you do? What does anyone do? We’ve all been there before, but the question gets harder and harder to answer each time we come across it.
Oh fuck it. I’ve gone and gotten WAY to deep for this website. lol
Well, that’s this edition of high heat…. uh oh… not high heat no mo… IT’S SOOOOOOOOOOOO REAL!
Remember everyone… spandex is a privilege, not a right.
BOOYAH!
I though I should update this.
Nothing new in my neck of the woods. Livin at kittery as many of you people know. I haven’t been going out much cause I am so low on funds. It really sucks. 1 cool thing is that I got paid $35 dollars to move some dudes database from one server to another.. took me about 2 minutes max to do.. I need more jobs like that.. well I got a call so lates
Hey everyone!! yes I am finally living in florida and have enjoyed the 2 weeks i’ve been here…Esp the friends we met back up with from spring break..lol hotties!) anyways jenn and I are both waitressing a Lonestar steakhouse and also have this huge apartments which is 2 miles from the daytona airport, daytona speddway, and the mall. The first couple weeks were just our “vacation” time but now we gotta start our living normal life. Im hping we can make it back for christmas but thats still 4 months away.. Anyways I can still check my mail and get on here every once in a while so dont think you can talk shit about me..lol And thank you sis for sticking up for me…Love ya! But I gotta get goin..time to meet up w/ some friends and doin a little drinkin!! I miss ya guys and if ya ever get bored you can always two way me cause it still works down here. Take care
~Xena